About Me

I'm a 33 year old woman finding her own way in life, while being a mother of almost 7 yr old girl Angel, going to college full-time and working as many hours as i can to get by. I've lived in Kansas all my life growing up in SW and now living in The ne corner for 12 years. My ex is a medically-disabled/retired OIF/OEF veteran (TBI,PTSD) and my daughter is topping the scales on height and knowledge of her age. I'm just along for the ride sometimes :)

Sunday, April 11, 2010

My life is reduced to pizza and fish-sticks according to Wal-Mart.

So I was trying to be "good wife" and really work on our finances. They say that in order to budget your money, you need to know what you spend it on. I'm supposed to keep track of all receipts, every penny that's spent for an entire month. (worked for about 3 days) Looking at one Wal-Mart receipt I saved, I realize that my life is totally changed. Before Angel came along, Wal-Mart consisted of make-up, expensive hair products (ok, they cost 10-15 each - it's still Wal-Mart), cute and cheap! clothes/shoes, lingerie even. I didn't care how much whatever cost, just toss it in the basket. I am ashamed of this receipt because it DOES reflect my life now....

A couple things jumped out at me: 1. The Shampoo and Conditioner are the only things for me. (btw Suave's new scent Pomegranet = smells like HEAVEN!!) 2. And they are most definitely NOT the most expensive items on the list. Nope, that was left to the Pull-UPs (which had a coupon), Pepsi (this woman's equivalent of crack-cocaine) and the MIRACLE WHIP. WTH???????? 3. Also sticking out ... the sheer quantity of pizza. No, this was not a "stock up - It's on sale!" kind of pizza frenzy, but yet a normal "Get us through a couple days" surplus. My daughter only eats pizza and fishsticks. Sometimes those cute little breakfast sausages. 4. The receipt actually says "value bread". Can't even try to fake it into believing it's the special bread. Nope. It's. Value. Like clearance-sale puppy. I buy bread with self-esteem issues. Great.

So my challenge to you: Look at a random Wal-Mart (or Target, K-Mart, whatever) receipt and see what your life has been reduced to. I'm a Value Fishy Pizza woman but the hair smells like Pomegrante, drinking a Pepsi eating a Miracle Whip Sandwich. I'm going to go cry now. :)